Chapter 50: The Great Show of the Weaving Moon Workshop
The big show of Weaving Moon Fang, since the beginning of the year, has been very popular. After a year, the heat is still unabated.
And this afternoon, it is what the whole Huadu is looking forward to, the spring new product launch of Zhiyuefang.
The building was overcrowded, and there were a large number of curious people at the door.
On weekdays, none of these noble characters are seen. There are hundreds of people here today, why don't you seize the opportunity to take a good look?
More than a dozen guards were desperately trying to maintain order at the door, and the noise of the crowd was mixed with the shouting of the guards.
At this time, the backstage of the sound building is not very peaceful.
Dozens of beauties were nervously changing clothes and putting on makeup, and Zhao Po was trotting around to confirm the process of the event one last time, especially the soundtrack.
This time, Zhao Po personally adjusted the music, and the changes in the instruments and rhythms matched with the costumes on stage.
Finally, half an hour later, the guests finished entering and were talking to each other.
At this time, the elegant guqin sound sounded, clear and lofty.
The sound of the piano intensifies, and the rhythm increases, as if it is an exciting game, carrying the magnificence of the rolling Yangtze River.
Immediately after, the rousing drums joined. Bring this aural to a climax.
The crowd fell silent and leaned forward to listen carefully to the music.
As the tempo gets faster and faster, people's souls seem to be lifted high and thrown into the chessboard of music.
There was a glint of excitement in their eyes.
Just when everyone thought they were used to this fierce atmosphere, the crisp pipa entered the battle with a thunderous force.
The three instruments clashed against each other, and the gods of the people were hoisted high, and their hearts beat rapidly.
And the music comes to an abrupt halt at its climax.
Before everyone could react, they could only hear "Bang!" With a bang, three huge paper balls above the stage burst at the same time, and countless petals fell one after another.
Then, the center of the stage glows with a dazzling blue light.
The crowd turned their gaze to the light.
The light slowly faded, casting the silhouette of a fair woman onto a screen.
At this time, the sound of the piano began again.
To the sound of the piano, the woman danced leisurely.
With blue light and petals in the sky, this woman was as holy as a goddess.
At the end of the dance, the screen was pulled up, revealing the woman's clothes little by little.
When the screen was completely removed, the woman in the blue and white dress, smiling, and seductive eyes was not Red Lotus, who was it?
The people on the field couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear of breaking this miraculous beauty.
The sound of the piano and pipa gradually became clear, and the red lotus opened her arms and stepped on the spring breeze to walk towards everyone.
On the head of the red lotus is a headdress hooked with silver wires, and the two sides hold small steps, making a crisp sound with the red lotus's footsteps.
The whole dress is made of layers of light yarn, and the main colors are blue and white. The outermost layer is embroidered with three-dimensional magnolia flowers.
The waist is tightened to avoid bloat, and the vivid and delicate embroidered flower branches wrap around the willow waist.
The red lotus also has a thin veil on her arms, and when she raises her hand, it is like an ethereal blue butterfly, floating into the world.
The skirt is in the shape of a petal, and the twining apricot blossoms are outlined with silver wire. At first, the silver filament was not clearly visible, but as the red lotus gradually approached, the light hit the silver filament, like an apricot blossom blooming on the skirt.
As the focus of the audience's attention, Honglian is not shy, she balances innocence and liveliness with charm and sultry just right. And everyone's eyes are just a compliment to this stunner.
When she walked to the bottom of the U-shaped platform, which was also the closest place to the spectators, the red lotus turned in a slight circle, and the hem of her skirt lifted the petals on the ground.
The delicate petals fell into the arms of the visitors with the fragrance of flowers, and at the same time entered the hearts of the visitors, as well as the delicate posture and appearance of the red lotus.
As the figure of the red lotus faded away, the next woman appeared on the stage.
This person was dressed in red, and the rich gradient red gradually faded from top to bottom, like a brilliant fiery cloud.
Red and white, with silver threads outlining the blazing flames, spreading from the thighs to the chest.
The red light sarong jade arm is called the skin as clear as snow. There are two long red ribbons on her shoulders, fluttering in the air to the rhythm of the woman's steps.
On the woman's head is a golden crown of hair, with golden light accompanied by black silk, adding a sense of majesty to the woman.
And the woman is smiling, blending dignity, elegance and warmth in one place. It's like the empress walking out of the painting.
Looking at everyone's obsessive and intoxicated expressions, Zhao Po breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled smugly.
Mu Luan's designs with six other designers, along with their own stage set-up and costume suggestions, were perfect.
Thinking of Mu Luan, Zhao Po felt a little regretful in his heart.
In the past month or so, she has read a lot of Mu Luan's design drafts, and each one is beautiful to Zhao Po's heart.
It's a pity that Mu Luan has never had the intention of showing up.
Zhao Po shook his head, as if he wanted to drive away all these thoughts. She ran backstage to make sure that everything was going according to plan, and after cheering the girl up, she climbed upstairs to confirm that the "special effects" team was also functioning normally.
So Zhao Po returned to the show in a good mood.
At this time, the stage is a touch of tender yellow.
Zhao Po looked at it, the woman was wearing a goose yellow slim dress, with hollow shoulders, and only a ginkgo yellow veil, faintly covering the delicate skin.
The round frame embroidered with gold wire on the chest creates a white world, which is embroidered to show a splendid spring scene.
The girl's eyes are like spring pools, and when she chuckles, she bends into a crescent moon, cute and lively, and two shallow pear vortices are exposed at the corners of her mouth.
Behind him, a long ribbon of tender yellow embroidery swayed in the air.
After about two hours, the catwalk ended.
Red Lotus led the girls back to the stage. After the curtain call, the spectators slowly left the venue.
Zhao Po stood by the wall, happily watching the crowd slowly leave, and suddenly felt a person next to him.
She turned her head and saw a well-dressed young man.
"Whose family are you......" Zhao Po was about to ask, when the little guy stuffed a note, saluted and turned away.
"Weird."
Zhao Po muttered a sentence and opened the note suspiciously.
Invite Miss Zhao to Liuxin Lake in the south of the city to gather.
Willow Heart Lake?
Zhao Po frowned slightly, what are you doing in that place?
Wait, this handwriting is familiar.
Zhao Po thought hard and couldn't help but be stunned.
This is Mu Luan's handwriting!
She closed the note and said decisively: "Shuang'er, prepare the car!" ”
"Where is Miss going?"
"South of the city, Liuxin Lake."
Although it is the spring equinox, the weather in Huadu has not yet warmed up.
The ice in Liuxin Lake has melted, and a few ducks that are not afraid of the cold are paddling leisurely in the lake. The lakeside is covered with a layer of fresh greenery, and the willow trees on the embankment are pulling new shoots.
Zhao Po stood beside an ancient willow and waited anxiously.
Behind him, there was the sound of soft footsteps.
Zhao Po turned around and saw the little guy just now pushing a delicate wheelchair. In a wheelchair, there sat a boy wearing a mask.
Distinguished status, disabled legs, masks......
Zhao Po's eyes widened in shock.
Mu Luan is the fourth prince of today's Da Yu.